But apart from this side effect, the Holy Blood of the Poison Demon will also consume its own power.
But now the blood of the poisonous demon is far less powerful than before.
If it is used to continue cultivating poisonous demons, it is likely to be completely destroyed.
This holy blood of poisonous demons is extremely powerful, if Qin Ming hadn't made a big hole, it would have been very easy for it to train all the poisonous demons to the dragon level.
But now, only more than 20,000 dragon-level poisonous demons have been cultivated, and the demon ancestors dare not continue to use them.
"Hmph..." Looking at the hole in the blood of the poisonous demon, he wished he could tear Qin Ming apart. "Qin Ming, what you care most about in Tianlong World is the Cloud City Alliance."
"I'm going to destroy the Yuncheng Alliance bit by bit in front of you, and brutally kill every fighter in front of you!"
Qin Ming is a holy blood warrior, and now that his martial arts realm has reached the late dragon stage, he should not be his opponent.
But that's okay, the war is not fought alone.
With the help of countless dragon-level poisonous demons, even if there were ten Qin Mings, he could easily take them down.
Even if Qin Ming escapes, as long as the world of Tianlong is unified, he can deal with him slowly.
When he was fantasizing about reviving Qin Ming's torture, a dragon-level poisonous demon came to the sedan chair respectfully and said, "Demon Ancestor, Quyang City has arrived!"
The Demon Ancestor looked out of the sedan chair, and below him was Quyang City.
Quyang City had already been captured by poisonous demons, there was no human voice in the city, and there were only bloody corpses in the city.
There are no flying origin beasts here, even the origin beasts that are most greedy for the corpses of human warriors are frightened by the strange atmosphere and dare not come here.
The Demon Ancestor walked out of the sedan chair holding the holy blood of the poisonous demon, and slowly came to the top of Quyang City.
The holy blood of the poisonous demon beat faster and faster, as if it couldn't wait.
Touching the holy blood of the poisonous demon, the demon ancestor looked at the countless corpses below, and he softly said, "Ning!"
Immediately, countless blood was drawn by an invisible force and flew towards the poisonous holy blood in his hand.
Googooo...
The Holy Blood of the Poison Demon will not refuse any comers, and it beats faster and faster.
As it beat faster, the speed of the blood flying from below became faster and faster, eventually forming a river, which was poured into the holy blood continuously.
After a while, the blood like a river slowly turned into a stream, and the stream dried up slowly. The holy blood of the poisonous demon was still beating violently, but it could no longer absorb any drop of blood.
The Demon Ancestor at the side touched it slowly, muttering to himself, "It's okay, there will be more soon, there will be more, more!"
As if hearing his comfort, the blood of the Poison Demon's blood beat more and more slowly, and finally returned to its previous rhythm.
And all the corpses in Quyang City, as if they had been dried for thousands of years, were turned into fly ash by a gust of wind.
You must know that the strength in front of these corpses varies from strong to weak, and the strongest has reached the dragon level.
The corpses of Dragon Realm warriors will not rot for thousands of years and will not die for ten thousand years.
But now there is a gust of wind, let it disappear in smoke. If such a scene is seen by ordinary warriors, they will definitely be scared out of their wits.
The entire Quyang City was quiet, and not a single warrior survived.
After the corpse disappeared, it became a dilapidated dry city.
The Demon Ancestor didn't even look straight at Qu Yangcheng, his eyes were fixed on the hole in the poisonous holy blood.
"It seems... the hole is a little less, and it has a slight connection with me!" Mozu stared, his face full of disbelief.